Monthly Archives: September 2010

An Excerpt From The 2011 Edition Of Buck O’Roon’s “Poor Manner’s Almanac”

Being that it is among the most natural of things to reflect upon the lessons of the past year whenever contemplating the ripe possibilities of the year to come, I offer the following: Various & Sundry Definitions Acquired While Sitting … Continue reading

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The Call Center of the Universe

The following is a transcript of a recent telephone conversation between a service representative of the Universal Order’s Department of the Meaning of It All (UODMIA) and the 4,278,930,265th dissatisfied customer of the day: [3:48am EDT, 9/22/10, Call Origination: Paskaloochee, … Continue reading

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Collecting Dust

Some people collect stamps – famed portraits in miniature or paper windows opening upon far-flung places to which they never will carry reports of illnesses, miraculous recoveries, unexpected deaths, or funerals one wished to attend, short courtships and long engagements, … Continue reading

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123 Years Young And Still Growing

On the morning of September 17, 2010, a card, along with a large bouquet of flowers, was found on the doorstep of 700 Pennsylvania Ave., in Washington D.C.  Written in the card was the following note: Dearest Uncle, We hope … Continue reading

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Only The Cat Will Remember

When, at last, all these false lights tire of pressing at the patient dark and, flickering unstoked, expire, one by one, ‘til Jupiter’s spark, the sun, the moon, the stars entire, Pole-girding Aurora’s jade arc, the bioluminescent fire, Vulcan’s spittle … Continue reading

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Open Letter to a Nephew

Dear W.P., I received a letter, dated August 28th, from your siblings and cousins, which I opened with the high hopes of reading about the flourishing, in my absence, of the old homestead. Instead, I was subjected to a long … Continue reading

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Dragon Out The Past

Generations are a funny thing. Pinning down the fuzzy dividing line between the preceding and the following is difficult enough without trying to crowd all who then lived under the same ideological umbrella. Further complicating the issue is the fact … Continue reading

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